The question was so strange and so impolite, besides being so difficult
to answer without being extremely ridiculous, that I bowed respectfully
and said at haphazard:
"My star was so favourable, madame la marquise, that I was born the day
before your birthday."
Madame de Pënâfiel drew herself up with a haughty expression of
impatience, and said, in a lofty way, "I was speaking in earnest,
monsieur."
"And it is in all seriousness, madame, that I have the honour of
answering; the question that you were so kind as to ask is too
flattering a proof of your interest to allow me to answer it in any
other way."
"But how do you know my age?" she asked me, with surprise and curiosity.
"It will be many long years from now, madame, before this secret need
give you any uneasiness, and, by that time, I hope that I shall have
been so long in your good graces that I shall have forgotten all about
it."
At this very instant a terrible sneeze, all the more sonorous from
having been restrained, was heard in the direction of the young
stranger, who, as Lord Falmouth had predicted, had been turning over the
pages of the same album for the last hour, in profound silence. The
noise caused Madame de Pënâfiel to start with surprise, and she turned
her head quickly, when, to her great consternation, she saw M. de
Stroll. But she made such profound and gracious excuses to the young
baron for her apparent neglect of him, that he found her conduct quite
natural, and seemed rather pleased to have sneezed so loud.
It was now late, and I left.
I was waiting for my carriage in one of the entrance salons, when Lord
Falmouth and M. de Stroll came to find their servants.
"Well," said Lord Falmouth to me, "what do you think of Madame de
Pënâfiel?"
Whether from false shame at having to acknowledge myself already under
the spell, or from pure dissimulation, I answered, pleasantly: "Madame
de Pënâfiel appears to be extremely unassuming in manners, she
possesses a candid mind devoid of all pretentiousness, an enchanting
personality, and has an innocent way of saying just what she thinks."
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